"Little Shao Qian is our son. Xiao Ran, don't force yourself to work hard by yourself anymore. Leave you and the little guy to me, okay?"
It's not that Ji Ran couldn't see the pity in his eyes, but the more he saw it, the stronger the fear of being hurt again in her eyes.
She looked at Jun Yucheng and kept shaking her head. Her voice was hoarse, choked in her throat, and she almost cried out.
"No...he is not your son. You...you made a mistake. He...he is not..."
"he is!"
He pulled her body into his arms distressedly. The bound feet made his movements a little inflexible, but he still wanted to hold her tightly in his arms and give her the strength and stability she needed.
, and the courage you can use to believe in him.
"Xiaoran, don't be like this. I won't steal my son from you. I just want you to come back to me with him and let me make up for everything I've missed in the past six years, okay?"
His words made Ji Ran's heart hurt more and more, and his eyes became hotter and hotter, but he stubbornly refused to let go.
She faced him and kept shaking her head, "No, he is not."
She stretched out her hand and quickly wiped away the tears that accidentally flowed from her eyes. She raised her eyes and looked at Jun Yucheng and said firmly:
"The young master was born to me and another man!!"
"Really? Which man is it?"
He looked at Ji Ran with a loving smile, his eyes full of tenderness, and he didn't seem to be the least bit surprised by Ji Ran's words.
Her fingertips gently brushed Ji Ran's messy hair and she smiled.
Jun Yucheng's reaction made Ji Ran a little stunned, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.
I could only look at him stupidly and say, "Follow...Follow Rui...Rui Nian."
"Rui Nian?"
Jun Yucheng looked at the obvious guilt and astonishment in her eyes, and laughed out loud, the doting in his eyes getting stronger.
Ji Ran was stunned again by his smile. He felt guilty and became angry from embarrassment!
She frowned and was about to speak, but Jun Yucheng took a step ahead of her. He took her nervous fist, wrapped it in his own palm, and held it tightly.
His deep eyes were still locked on hers, with a smile in the corner of his eyes, "Okay, you are such a smart doctor, tell me, how can a type AB person give birth to a type O son with a type B person?
"
His question stuck all Ji Ran's prepared words in his throat and he couldn't say a single word!
"Um?"
Seeing that Ji Ran couldn't answer, the smile in Jun Yucheng's eyes grew wider.
Seeing her frowning and biting her lower lip without making a sound, he lowered his head and looked at her, waiting for her answer.
After a long while, Ji Ran raised his head to look at his smile, gritted his teeth and said, "Anyway, my son is mine. Don't even think about taking him away from me."
She knew that it was useless to argue with Jun Yucheng. The only thing she could do now was to express her position to him.
To her surprise, Jun Yucheng did not argue with her, but looked at her, nodded politely, and said:
"Okay, I will definitely not fight with you about my son. My son is yours and you are mine. How about that?"
He looked like he was discussing, but his tone was domineering and did not allow for discussion. Ji Ran heard this and felt a little annoyed.
With a downcast face, she withdrew from Jun Yucheng's arms and said in a cold voice:
"I don't want to talk to you about this matter. You still have a fever. Please rest first." "Little Shao Qian is our son. Xiao Ran, don't force yourself to work hard alone. It will cost you and the little guy
Leave it all to me, okay?"
It's not that Ji Ran couldn't see the pity in his eyes, but the more he saw it, the stronger the fear of being hurt again in her eyes.
She looked at Jun Yucheng and kept shaking her head. Her voice was hoarse, choked in her throat, and she almost cried out.
"No...he is not your son. You...you made a mistake. He...he is not..."
"he is!"
He pulled her body into his arms distressedly. The bound feet made his movements a little inflexible, but he still wanted to hold her tightly in his arms and give her the strength and stability she needed.
, and the courage you can use to believe in him.
"Xiaoran, don't be like this. I won't steal my son from you. I just want you to come back to me with him and let me make up for everything I've missed in the past six years, okay?"
His words made Ji Ran's heart hurt more and more, and his eyes became hotter and hotter, but he stubbornly refused to let go.
She faced him and kept shaking her head, "No, he is not."
She stretched out her hand and quickly wiped away the tears that accidentally flowed from her eyes. She raised her eyes and looked at Jun Yucheng and said firmly:
"The young master was born to me and another man!!"
"Really? Which man is it?"
He looked at Ji Ran with a loving smile, his eyes full of tenderness, and he didn't seem to be the least bit surprised by Ji Ran's words.
Her fingertips gently brushed Ji Ran's messy hair and she smiled.
Jun Yucheng's reaction made Ji Ran a little stunned, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.
I could only look at him stupidly and say, "Follow...Follow Rui...Rui Nian."
"Rui Nian?"
Jun Yucheng looked at the obvious guilt and astonishment in her eyes, and laughed out loud, the doting in his eyes getting stronger.
Ji Ran was stunned again by his smile. He felt guilty and became angry from embarrassment!
She frowned and was about to speak, but Jun Yucheng took a step ahead of her. He took her nervous fist, wrapped it in his own palm, and held it tightly.
His deep eyes were still locked on hers, with a smile in the corner of his eyes, "Okay, you are such a smart doctor, tell me, how can a type AB person give birth to a type O son with a type B person?
"
His question stuck all Ji Ran's prepared words in his throat and he couldn't say a single word!
"Um?"
Seeing that Ji Ran couldn't answer, the smile in Jun Yucheng's eyes grew wider.
Seeing her frowning and biting her lower lip without making a sound, he lowered his head and looked at her, waiting for her answer.
After a long while, Ji Ran raised his head to look at his smile, gritted his teeth and said, "Anyway, my son is mine. Don't even think about taking him away from me."
She knew that it was useless to argue with Jun Yucheng. The only thing she could do now was to express her position to him.
To her surprise, Jun Yucheng did not argue with her, but looked at her, nodded politely, and said:
"Okay, I will definitely not fight with you about my son. My son is yours and you are mine. How about that?"
He looked like he was discussing, but his tone was domineering and did not allow for discussion. Ji Ran heard this and felt a little annoyed.
With a downcast face, she withdrew from Jun Yucheng's arms and said in a cold voice:
"I don't want to talk to you about this matter. You still have a fever. Please rest first."